Disclaimer note: I DON'T OWN BLEACH! I only own the plot. This is my first fanfic, flame if you may, I need the criticism, and most of all tell me how the story goes, if it sucks, jus say it, don't wna be writing something people don't wna read haah

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Chapter 1:Boy meets Girl.

6:43 AM, just two more minutes of peace. The teenage orange-haired boy glanced at his clock and laid back down on his bed. 6:44 AM, any minute now. Any minute, the life he labeled as "hell" would happen. Any minute now... 6:45.

"GOOOOOOD MORNING MY SON!"

As expected, everyday at 6:45 AM, Kurosaki Ichigo, age 17, would get up, dodge his father's loud proclaimed kick, and get up from bed to get ready for school. His father, Kurosaki Isshin, who just landed on his rear with a loud thud, got up and instantly looked at his son with the stupid grin he would always have.

"As expected from my son! You have dodged my kicks everyday for the past year now! I am so proud of you!"

Ichigo got out of bed and sighed. He began to head towards the door and get to the bathroom. He looked back at his father, with his usual scowl he had on his face.

"Save, your praise, old man. I only dodge them because you do those god damn kicks every damn day for the past 10 god damn years of my life."

Isshin looked at his son with a face of concern. An awkward silence had come in between the two, and was broken when Ichigo decided to leave the room. The orange haired boy just turned back around and grumpily headed towards the restroom. As the bathroom door opened and then closed, Isshin looked at where had son had stood.

"That boy, will never smile, the way he used to, will he Misako?"

The 38 year old father stood up from where he was sitting, and looked at the picture, Ichigo had of his mother on his mahogany desk.

"I only wish you were here to bring that smile of his back on that scowl he has for a face."

Isshin headed towards the door of his son's room and walked towards the stairway. He walked past the bathroom. He walked down the stairs, and entered the living room. Again another picture frame of his beloved wife had been placed on the piano. Isshin turned towards to the picture and stared at it although it was not the picture, but Kurosaki Misako herself.

"It's been 10 years now. You know we all miss you right? Especially your boy. I just hope that you can lend me that strength and affection you had , to help our son to grow up to be strong, successful, and most importantly, Happy.

Karakura High, was just a normal high school located in the depths of Japan. Today was the start of a whole new school year. New classes, new friends, and a chance to meet that special someone. These were the thoughts of all the students of Karakura High as they cheerfully walked with their friends to their respective classes. All except one.

"ICHIIIGOOOOOOOOO!"

Ichigo turned around to face the usual conflict he had to put up with.

"What do you want this time, Keigo"

The brown haired boy ran up with his hands wailing in the air towards his so called "best friend". Least it was more like a one-sided best friend relationship.

"Ichigo!!!! aren't you excited? Today is a the first day of school! The first day! We are all assigned new classes! We get to meet new people! New girls!! WAHOOO!!"

Ichigo looked at his friend and sighed.

"That's nice Keigo."

Keigo looked at him with a look of a madman.

"Your not excited! Why! Why! You of all the people. You got like a million girls over you, yet you don't care for them at all! If I were you I would...

Not letting Keigo finish his sentence, Ichigo turned around and faced his so called "best friend."

"Look Keigo, I am not in the mood to talk today. You mind?"

Keigo looked dumbfounded. Realizing that he was serious, Keigo just shrugged and walked off.

"See you in class then Ichigo! I'm in class 12-C, I know fate has us in the same class like always! See you there best friend!"

Glad, Ichigo walked to the registration desk, after seeing his friend walk off to see what class he was to be put in this year. As usual, there was a old woman with grey hair, big glasses as big as the moon, and a big mouth waiting for him.

"Name?"

"Kurosaki Ichigo, incoming senior."

"Here boy, take it." The woman obviously did not like children.

Taking his slip of paper he walked off and opened the paper.

"Room 12-A huh? "

He wasn't in the same room Keigo was, least that was something to look forward too.

Ichigo glanced as his watch. 7:45 AM. He had 15 minutes before he had to report to class. Might as well look around. All around him were people who were hanging out with their friends in their own respective groups. Giggling, talking, and sharing with their friends of how great a summer they had, and how coming back to school this year was going to be fun.

Ichigo only had one word for all of this bullshit around him. Pointless. Friends were a nuisance, and that made girls trash. No he was not sexist. He just found that girls were all fake, when it came to things like relationship and love. He found this truth out as he looked at the numerous groups of girls who would turn his way, look at him, turn back around and giggled.

He was used to it. He was even named as the "hottest junior of the year" last year. As if he cared. It was ironic though, although he was girl popular, he was probably known to be the biggest loner in the whole school. Not that he was ignored by people, but more of the fact he ignored people around him.

Turning his head, he saw the popular group. There were the cheerleaders, the jocks, and the wannabe gangsters. Now Ichigo was great as sports too, but he never bragged about his skills. He was exceptional at basketball and soccer, but made sure he would never join the school teams. Not that he wasn't good enough, fact he would probably be ranked top 3 on the team. It was more of saving the trouble of making him more popular than he was.

He could honestly say he hated the fame. He just.. He just hated people in general. Glancing at his clock it read 7:50 AM.

"Hey there cutie!"

Ichigo raised his head, to be looking at one of the cheerleaders walk up to him, obviously trying to flirt with him."

With his usual scowl, he looked up at the girl, and just gave her a cold expression.

"Get out of the way"

With that he passed the girl as if she had never existed. The girl, shocked, turned around to yell at the boy.

"JERK!"

Ichigo let go a small smirk. It was damn worth it, cheerleaders were girls who just tried to hook up with the hottest guy at school so they can raise their status of "being cool". To make one feel like shit brought joy in his heart.

"Oy, what the hell is your problem."

Ichigo turned around to face the man in which that voice belonged, only to be confronted by 5 other teenagers, probably his age, all with angry faces.

The cheerleader from before ran to join the five other boys.

"Stop it Renji, no need to pick a fight."

"No, Sakura, I am not going some orange-haired freak, talk smack about you and get away with it."

The red-haired boy pulled up his sleeve, and was getting ready to fight Ichigo. Following their leader, the 4 other boys, who Ichigo vaguely remembered as Ikkaku, Shuuhei, Yumichika, and Jidanbou.

"Heh"

Ichigo, faced a lot worse during his middle school years. He laughed inside, the first day of school, and he already caused trouble. Yup, sounds like something he would do.

The crowds of people froze in their tracks. They all glued their eyes on the crowd of 6 men in fighting stances, with eyes that read, I'm ready to kick your ass".

The tension dramatically begin to rise, and every second added to the moment, only led towards more rage.

Without further a due, Renji, got his hand into a fist and made the first move.

Ichigo seeing the punch coming, began to dodge it when suddenly something came in between the fist and him.

Or more like, someone.

Renji had stopped his fist midway, and saw who was standing in front of him.

"Stop it Renji, it's the first day of school, give me a break."

Ichigo, was dumb struck and was facing a back of a girl he didn't know. Judging by her clothes, white tank-top with a light blue skirt, he knew she was part of the cheerleader crowd. Her black raven-like hair had a very sweet fragrance. Being next to such a girl, Ichigo inhaled the intoxicating smell of the petite girl.

"Rukia... I'' I'm sorry."

"Don't be sorry idiot."

The black-haired woman then turned around to face Ichigo. Ichigo still trying to absorb at what just happened did not see what was coming next.

SMACK. Ichigo put his hands on his head, to hold in the pain that had aroused from the girls fist.

"And that's what you get for being so rude towards my friend"

RINNNNG

"Cmon Sakura, we got class."

Slowly, after the black-haired woman's exit with her friend, the crowd around him began to disperse.

"Your lucky, she interfered. Next time you wont be so lucky."

Ichigo stared at the red-haired boy and before he could return a comment, he and his 4 friends turned around to head towards class.

Ichigo then began to head towards his own class. He knew judging from how the day started, that this was going to be a bad day. But he couldn't help it but feel a little different after his encounter with the raven-haired cheerleader.

"Just who was she?" He muttered under his breathe.

He slowly found his way towards his classroom. Looking at the door sign labeled "12-A" He entered the room. Students were already sitting in their assigned seats. The teacher, a sophisticated lady with brown hair, and modern styled glasses, looked at the boy who was late.

"Name?"

"Kurosaki Ichigo"

"And can you explain to me why you are late on the first day of school?"

"Got no excuse."

"Hmph, then take your seat, the seats are arranged in alphabetical order, so it shouldn't be hard to find your seat."

With that Ichigo peered over to look for an empty seat, knowing that his last name started with a K he would be sitting somewhere in the middle. And when he looked there she was. The same raven headed girl who had both saved his life, and hit him. A feeling of excitement and anger filled him at the same time. For some reason he was obliged in getting closer to his person, but at the same time he was reminded of the hit she had given him. It was evident that it still hurt as it ached from the back of his head. As he looked at her, he couldn't help but notice her beautiful violet eyes.

"Well? Will you stop staring at Kuchiki-san and get to your seat? You can stare at her all you want when you take your seat"

Ichigo was shocked. The whole class was roaring with laughter. Was he staring at her? Oh, how embarrassing.

The black-haired girl just blushed at the embarrassment and gave a quick glare at the boy.

Oh boy was he in for it now. He first makes fun of her friend, and then gets her embarrassed in front of the whole class. All on the first day of school. Yup this was going to be one hell of a day, let alone school year.

He walked up the stairs and took his seat. Too embarrassed to look at the raven girl he looked down at his desk and began to hope that the awkward aura between him and her would disappear.

"With that settled, hello class my name is Mrs. Ohara and I will be your senior teacher for this school year of 2007. Being seniors and all, you might be thinking I will have you have an easy year. Well, your wrong."

The whole class groaned at her comment.

"But, today I will start you off easy. There are 30 people in this class and since Karakura high is such a big school, your assignment for the first day of school is to interview the person next to you, and get acquainted with them quickly. This is the only homework you will have today, so I expect it to be good!

The students cheered. It was such an easy assignment. All except for the Kurosaki Kuchiki pair.

"Great, first I disrespect her friend, make her look bad, and then I get to get to know her. Great way to start off an impression Ichigo." Ichigo muttered to himself.

Expecting a groan or a sigh from his partner he let out a quiet sigh. Head still hung low, he felt bad about what he did, and figured he being the man, should at least say sorry. After all, it was his fault for all the incidents that had happened this morning.

"Hey, so, what's your name again?"

Ichigo, bewildered looked up to see a cheerful petite girl look at him with the most beautiful smile he had ever seen.

Ichigo, feeling a little nervous, stammered slowly,

"K-Kurosaki..Kurosaki Ichigo."

Why was he so nervous? She was just a everyday snobby cheerleader. Or was she? Was she more?

Looking at the raven headed girl, he began to see her frowning at him. What did he do this time?

"You know, your pretty rude, day dreaming while talking to someone, and not even asking their name after they asked for yours."

Ichigo, feeling dumbstruck for the second time that day, came to his quick realization and looked at the girl.

"Sorry, so what's your name?"

"Kuchiki Rukia"

The raven-headed girl let out a happy smile and looked at the boy.

Ichigo, couldn't help but feel somewhat happy in his heart. He didn't know why he felt so good, but at least it wasn't the usual feelings he would have.

Maybe, this day wouldn't be as horrible as he thought it would be.

A/N so what did you think? Review, and tell me your thoughts, im all ears!